Date: Fri, 14 May 2004 00:05:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: Ray Jacobson
Subject: Jerkin in the dorms Part 9
Ch. 9 Interlude: The Bad Boy
Jenna was a lucky find for Trey; she was kinky, had a hot body (but
her face could use some work), didn't give him too much shit, and was even
damn stupid in the best kind of way, but most of all he knew he could trust
her to keep her mouth shut. Thus far, it didn't matter how kinky the
request, Jenna would indulge him, and the quiet little flower wouldn't
breathe a word of protest or spread a shred of gossip. It didn't take long
before Trey put one and one together and mixed his two most frequent
hook-ups into sweaty trysts when the urge for a three-some would hit
him. As expected, Jenna didn't complain or turn down the request, even
though she did express no small amount surprise when she discovered Trey
wanted the three-some to be with another guy.
***
Since coming to college Trey found himself indulging in activities
that he thought the wild and willing women of dorm life would surely have
caused him to lose his interest in, but even then he still found himself
jerking off and thinking about what secretly shamed him. When he was
starting varsity football his last two years of high school, Trey had first
noticed what had to be, to him, an unnatural reaction when he and the other
varsity guys would haze the freshman players. Trey, like the rest of the
varsity team, had been forced to shave his balls when he was a freshman, so
in turn the new freshmen always had to do it too, but Trey never expected
that he would get a boner thinking about the freshmen fuckers doing
it. Trey didn't think about his unexpected arousal too much until his
senior year, when he started to sell a little on the side. The extra cash
was a sweet benefit (but mostly unnecessary for a spoiled rich kid such as
himself), but to Trey the status it gave him played to his ego enough to
make it worth his time.
After his parents split up, Trey opted to stay with his dad, his
town house just outside the City (New York) was unsupervised most of the
day, and provided the perfect pad for all sorts of illicit activity. The
adult-free atmosphere mixed with Trey's overtly social nature allowed for
him to be both a steady and lucrative ganja merchant. One of his customers
was a friend of his older sister who Trey didn't want to deal with at
first. The guy had graduated the year before Trey, and had been ousted from
the proverbial closet his last year there. He had hung around Trey's house
with his sister every once in a while, but Trey was a jock and certainly
couldn't be too social with a fag. But Business is business, and the dude
became a regular and reliable customer. By the time graduation neared Trey
had gotten to be friendly with the guy, and even started to smoke with him
when he would stock up. The guy came by one night right as Trey was getting
ready to go out. He half intentionally answered the door shirtless, and was
only half surprised when he caught himself looking to see if his guest was
checking him out. Normally, Trey thought, catching the awkward and scanning
looks the gay dude did his best not to give him should have provoked a
response of either revulsion or anger, but this was not the case. He found
himself sizing up the dude in his head, and for an instant he recalled his
sister mentioning that the dude was on his college gymnastics team. The
dealer's cheeks flushed slightly, although his olive skin made this
difficult to notice, and the horny devil inside of him began to scream out
for all sorts of mischief. Trey all but broke his arm to get the guy to
stay and smoke up with him, and couldn't resist but be more than a little
bit flirtatious with the guy as they smoked the blunt he rolled up, still
shirtless.
Trey joked about how it must be getting cold and pinched his
hardening nipples. He could sense that his guest was getting nervous, yet
as Trey became more stoned he kept stuffing his hand down the front of his
jogging pants. The guy wasn't sure how to take the out of character
behavior from his dealer, but at the same time his body couldn't help but
react at the taunting flirts of the jock. Trey had been thinking of
exploiting this possibility for a while now, he had jerked off thinking of
the guys he saw almost every day in the showers, but he wanted to try
more. Sure, he had a girlfriend, and he got enough sex from her, and sure,
he cheated on her on the side anyway, but Trey kept thinking about the
situation at hand. The thought of trading pot for sex had appealed to him
since he first started selling, and for some reason he kept thinking of
this guy as the perfect prospect to indulge two of his more illicit
fantasies.
Once the blunt was finished, Trey was both sure he wanted to go
through with it, and disappointed he hadn't hit pay dirt yet, insofar as
receiving an obvious reaction from the dude. Trey though fast, and told the
dude to come to his room to check out his bong. The dude, both intrigued
and bewildered by Trey's flirtatious behavior, agreed, and followed the
jock to his bed room. Trey tossed the dude a bag and brought over his
large, red, 4 1/2-foot water bong and set it down on the floor next to his
guest.
"Pack this while I change really quick," Trey said as he handed the
dude the bowl of the colossal bong. The dude was a bit shaky as he both
packed the bong and tried his best not to notice that Trey had slid out of
his jogging pants, a task that would have been difficult enough but made
even more strenuous by the fact that Trey wasn't wearing any
underwear. Trey slid into a pair of tight grey and black-stripped
boxer-briefs and pulled a bright white wife beater over his head as he
walked back over to the dude.
"What do you think? It's a big ass mother fucker isn't it?"
The dude blinked for a short moment before responding.
"Uh, yeah, the bong is nice. How much did this thing set you back?"
"Yeah, heh, the bong. It was up there but this thing is worth
it. Here, Put your mouth on there and try it out, its hot." Trey bent down
and lit the bowl of the large pipe, swaying his head suspiciously close to
the dude's package as he did so.
"Nice, nice, suck it all in, suck it all in. Yo, you're a pro!"
Trey praised as the dude pulled in his bong hit. "Now, here, get down there
and do me, light me up!"
After a few rounds of bong hits, it became obvious the dude didn't
know how to react to how close Trey would move his bare legs towards him
when he would crouch down and light the bong for his host. It also became
obvious to the dude that Trey's boxer briefs were getting tighter, but the
thought of this gay-hater-jock getting a bulge for him was way to
surreal. Finally, Trey figured it was now or never, and pushed the envelope
in one last shot.
"Yo, so what did you want, and eighth?"
"Nah, I only got enough for a twenty, but damn, you smoked me up
probably more than that even."
"Don't worry about it. Hey, I can even give you a deal on that
eighth if ya want."
"A deal? How much?"
"I'll give ya the eighth for twenty if you give me a little
some-thin'."
"A what?"
"You know," Trey's eyes quickly looked down at his prick, which was
slowly hardening in anticipation. "What do you think?"
"What, you serious? You?"
"What the fuck's wrong with me?"
"Nothing, I just meant," the dude's eyes quickly glanced down to
Trey's bulge and then did a fast double-take. There was a small dark spot
in one of the grey stripes of the jock's boxer-briefs, and it was right at
the, now obvious, location of Trey's cock-head.
"Yo, you just gonna stare at it?"
"Look, I don't know what the fuck... but this is kinda... I'm too
high to know when you're fuckin' around."
Trey moved face to face with the dude, so close that the dude could
feel Trey's hot breath brush his lips. The dude resisted the urge to
flinch, but if this jock was fucking with him he wasn't about to put up
with it. Trey's hands cause the dude to tense and glare wide-eyed at the
dealer as they suddenly clasped the dude's tight butt. The dude surprised
Trey by suddenly pressing his lips tight against his, slowly licking at the
dealer's slightly parted lips with his tongue. Trey wasn't even remotely
thinking of kissing this guy, he just wanted head, but now that he found
himself in the situation, he ran with it.
That was how it started, Trey peeled off his boxer briefs and let
his boner and balls plop out in front of the dude. The dude stared for a
moment, some-what awe-struck, at the magnificence of the perfectly
straight, uncut dick that jutted forth from between Trey's thighs. The head
swelled from beneath the foreskin, and to the dude it seemed to be the
thickest part of the well-girthed jock-cock. He swirled his tongue around
the cock-head for a while before peeling back the fore-skin and engulfing
the fat spear into his throat. It was the best head Trey had ever gotten up
till then, and it was the first time he had some one really suck and lick
his balls to the point where he nearly shot his wad from that alone. The
dude would stroke his shaft as he sucked his head, and always took care of
the "step-children". It became a regular hook-up between the two of them
throughout the spring and summer, and Trey even let things progress beyond
their original "arrangement".
***
College started out different. The lust for other guys was
temporarily drowned out by a sea of skanks who passed through his fingers,
so to speak. History, however, has a tendency to repeat itself. Trey had
started to sell again on campus, and found his business booming. He also
found that his campus had legions of gay guys, and a lot of them
smoked. Every time one of his non-breeding customers came by, he thought of
the dude. Every time he thought of the dude, he got horny. The day Trey
found gay porno on the computer of his friend Tim; he decided to indulge in
old habits.
Trey had quickly found a crew to run with at school; mostly it was
the guys from the football team or old friends from high school. Trey had
befriended Tim through a combination of Tim's room mate (Chad) and his
friend Sean, both of whom were Trey's team-mates. He had stopped by Tim's
room one night to smoke up, but mostly he had need of Tim's laptop. When
Tim left the room to take a piss, Trey used to opportunity to swipe his
host's computer, which by this point in the semester wasn't too uncommon,
Trey would slip off with the notebook whenever he got the opportunity and
go use it in his own room until he was finished with it, which was usually
whenever Tim managed to steal it back from him. Some portions of Tim's
computer could only be accessed with a pass-word, which was where Trey
suspected his buddy hid all his porno-files. This night, however, Tim
hadn't gotten the chance to move all of his more-recently acquired
file-share porn into the protected files. What really perked Trey's
interests was the fact that all the porno was either gay or
bi-themed. Trey's mind flashed back to images of his cock being worked over
by the dude, and before he knew it he was watching a jock-themed gay-vid,
his concentration only broken as he heard the door to his room shake with
the pounding of a fist, quickly followed by Tim's yelling. Trey glanced
back at the notebook's screen as an all-too-evil grim grew across his face.
"How's it hangin' Tim?"
"Dude, this isn't funny, stop jackin' my shit!"
"You always get it back, don't shit your pants, dude."
"That's where all my homework and shit is yo, I can't risk it
breakin'!"
"Yeah, I noticed you keep more than your homework on there," trey
said as he swung his door completely open and gestured to the computer
screen which Trey had turned to face out towards the hall-way. Tim's face
went pale and he seemed to go slightly weak in the knees. Trey only
smiled.
"Dude, look..."
Trey cut Tim off quickly by grabbing the collar of Tim's blue
jersey and pulling him into the room and slammed the door behind him. Trey
cornered Tim in the door way, standing so close in fact that Tim all but
cowered before him as he pressed his back tightly against the door. Trey
grilled him hardcore for a long moment, and then cracked his evil smile
once again.
"Interestin' shit, bro. What's the story there?"
"I don't know what you mean man."
"Don't bullshit me bitch. I see that you like the cock."
Tim suddenly found himself being tossed onto Trey's bed, and then
quickly tossed up slightly again as Trey's body plopped down next to him in
a less intimidating manner than Tim expected. Not that any of this was
expected or in anyway normal.
"Come on Tim, I think you know what you can do to help me out, ya
know?"
Tim blinked a few times as he glared in disbelief at his friend,
who, as he lay next to him, groped what was obviously a hard-on through his
pants. Trey then moved his hand to between Tim's legs and began to fondle
his friend's growing erection. Tim watched intently as Trey massaged his
dick to full attention through his baggy jeans, and then abruptly began to
shove his hand down Trey's pants, eagerly seeking the cock that seemed to
be calling out to him for attention. Trey quickly swatted Tim's hand away
and jumped off the bed.
"Yo, what the fuck? What you tryin' to do?"
Tim suddenly tensed in fear, and opened his mouth to respond, but
failed to produce any comprehensible speech. Trey then smiled and laughed,
which further confounded Tim.
"Nah bro, here, lets fuckin' get naked, I don't want to fuck my
clothes up and shit, ya know?"
The two friend's were stark naked in no time, and Tim was swiftly
on his knees before Trey. Trey gripped the sides' of Tim's head and thrust
his hips forward time and again, with piston-like movements his cock was
shoved deep into his friend's throat. Tim had sucked cock before, and Trey
some-what aggressively feeding him his dick didn't cause him to gag. After
some time, Trey dislodged his dick from his friend's throat and pushed his
buddy's head down to get him to lick his balls. Tim playfully tongued the
sack that bounced up and down on his face, but he really gave Trey a shock
when he threw his head back and jammed his tongue up the jock's tight,
smooth ass crack.
"Oh fuck man, what's this? Oh damn, nah, don't stop."
Tim complied, and ate Trey's ass like a professional. After some
time Trey plopped down on his stomach onto Tim's bed and lifted up his ass
for his host. Tim parted the firm round butt-cheeks and stabbed at Trey's
tight virgin ass hole with his tongue. Trey had never been rimmed before,
and the pleasure it gave him was so intense it almost made him feel
ashamed. Tim kept his hands busy alternating between stroking both Trey's
and his own drooling dick. Trey eventually flipped over on his back and Tim
sucked down his dick once more. Tim lifted Trey's legs and them stretch
over his shoulders as he slurped down on his cock.
"Ah, look out bro, I'm about to cum!"
Trey slid his cock out of Tim's mouth and began to jerk himself off
in a frenzy. Tim lifted Trey's legs and moved his head down to rim and lick
Trey's asshole as he prepared to shoot his wad. Just as Trey's legs began
to tighten, Tim stuck his finger up past Trey's super tight ass ring, which
caused the studly jock to lose control. Trey spewed his thick flood of cum
onto his chin and loudly cried out in a mixture of shock, pain and (most of
all) pleasure at the sensation of having a finger abruptly penetrate his
butt. Trey panted, showing that the impromptu sexual romp with Tim had left
him slightly physically vexed, but in an instant he sat up gripped Tim's
head along the sides of his jaw, suddenly pulling him into a sloppy
embrace. Tim was further shocked when Trey began to stroke his cock, which
had not yet been relieved. Tim reclined back, resting most of his weight on
the palms of his hands, and slightly bucked his hips as Trey's fist slid up
and down the length of his boner.
"Oh man, I can't hold back any more," Tim cried out as he soaked
Trey's fist in a tide of his seed.
After that eventful encounter, Trey arranged a deal with Tim to
trade discounted pot in exchange for sex. It wasn't long before the two
friends would just hook up for the hell of it, and Tim was always more than
eager to swallow down Trey's dick whenever he called him up for a
quickie. Trey's thoughts always trailed back to the dude, even though Tim
gave great head, the gymnastic ability of the dude was not with out its own
merit. The dude showed Trey the full extent of his flexibility, starting
around two months after their initial hook-up.
***
The dude stopped by Trey's place to re-stock mid-afternoon in the
middle of the week, knowing that his dad and sister would probably not be
home until much later in the day, and knowing that if the jock was in the
mood, he had a more devious plan than the usual sucky-sucky. Trey's
reaction over the phone earlier, when the dude checked to see if he was in,
seemed promising. Trey had no plans and no guests, which was usually the
case when-ever they hooked-up in the past. The dude's inclination appeared
to be confirmed when Trey answered the door even more dressed-down than
usual. Trey's body was almost completely exposed, draped only by the small
athletic shorts that tauntingly hid the most interesting areas.
"I didn't wake you up when I called did I?"
"Nah dude, I've been up, well in bed, playin' video games. What do
you need man?"
The dude gave Trey's body a long, intense scan, smirking slightly
as he pondered his dealer's question.
"You got an eighth?"
"Let me double-check, I might be a little low, but it should be
cool."
The two of them headed off towards Trey's room; all the while the
dude couldn't keep his eyes off of the dealer's tight, juicy butt that was
all but jumping out of the skimpy little red shorts and into his hands,
which the dude was straining to keep to himself. Loud hip-hop music blared
from Trey's stereo, some racing game was paused on the TV, and the whole
room reeked heavily of smoke and incense. Once the transaction between the
two ended, however, Trey still had not shown any signs of being anything
but either really tired or really baked, and even seemed a little annoyed
that the dude had bothered him. So, the dude promptly thanked Trey, and was
already to head home when hope was restored.
"I got a blunt rolled, if you want to chill for a little while."
"Do I ever turn you down when you offer to smoke man?"
"Ha, yeah that's true bro. Well we always have fun when we get
stoned anyways. Do you want to play a quick game," Trey asked as he nodded
towards the paused game-screen.
"Uh, sure, but I don't have clue one as to what this is you're
playing."
"Basic racing game; X is forward, the joy-stick steers, the usual."
Trey rapidly flicked at the joystick and grabbed his package. "I'm tempted
to make an inappropriate and less-than-amusing joystick comment, but I'll
spare you."
"I'm sure I would appreciate it."
"What? The joystick or the game?"
"That depends on the joystick, I guess."
"Now you're making inappropriate and less-than-amusing joystick
comments. Well, maybe not inappropriate, but defiantly not amusing."
The two of them laughed for a bit, and then abruptly broke the
awkward pause that followed by locking together in a rabid frenzy of
kissing and fondling. It didn't take much convincing on the dude's part to
entice Trey into taking things a step beyond the usual oral pleasures he
would endow upon the well endowed dealer. For well into the afternoon the
dude demonstrated to Trey the potential for sexual pleasure that his
training as a gymnast had inadvertently provided him. Trey pounded into the
dude as his feet locked behind the his own head, and the dude rode up and
down on Trey's hungry cock in a rhythmic and intense state of sexual
meditation and focus. Trey had not expected this turn of events, but the
enticingly succulent butt of the dude could not be resisted, and Trey was
fully in support of the idea the moment the dude suggested it. Trey and the
dude were fused together in a blissful marriage of the flesh, and sweat
precipitated their bodies in a salty tide tasted in every intimate probe of
their hungry lips, tongues and fingers.
The dude pounded himself down upon Trey's dick, readily encouraging
him to expel his seed and unleash his cresting tide of pleasure as they
fucked. Trey shuttered, rendered speechless for several moments by the
intensity of his orgasm, and them finally cried out in a loud string of
obscenities as he gripped the dude's hips and pressed them tightly
together. As Trey's orgasm subsided the dude jerked himself off, seeking to
cum while the sexy jock's dick was still firmly and deeply thrust up inside
him, but the moment Trey regained control over his body after having being
sent into a spasm of bliss he lifted the overtly flexible dude off of his
dick and pressed him onto his back against the mattress. A warm sensation
washed over the dude, a feeling that would haunt his senses for ever after,
and it was the unexpected and out of character act of Trey engulfing the
dude's cock into his mouth. The sensations delivered to the dude by the
dealer's dick were still rapidly summoning an orgasmic response, but the
feeling on the jock's mouth around his dick was too much to take. The dude
frantically warned Trey that he couldn't hold back any more and that he was
going to cum at any moment, but Trey just kept on blowing him until the
dude had delivered a massive load into Trey's mouth. Trey immediately
kissed and subsequently snowballed the dude, and their seamen-spiced
embrace continued for a good while after their loads had been spent.
***
Jenna and Tim were both more than willing to indulge any desire or
request Trey set before them. Contact of a sexual nature between Tim and
Jenna was severely limited, as Trey's indulgence was always the primary
concern when they would get together for these intimate hook ups. Trey
would take turns fucking them both, and they performed oral acts of
pleasuring upon Trey of all stripes, usually alternating between heads and
tails when doling out the favors. Another favorite of Trey's was to have
them both suck on his nipples while jerking him off. Although Jenna was
Trey's girl on all public fronts, Tim was the one out of the two whom Trey
had sex with the most as the situation between them progressed. Jenna, ever
the compliant individual, didn't express any protest or even
acknowledgement of the eclipsing of her sexual services by Tim.
Trey had stumbled down the slippery slope of indulging his once
suppressed desires for members of his own gender with Tim, and soon he
craved more experience. As Trey began to express his desire to "experiment"
with other guys, Tim mentioned that he had been found out by some one other
than Trey. In fact, when Tim told him that their mutual friend Sean had
traded sexual favors with Tim in a manner much like he had with Trey, the
dealer was in utter disbelief. Sean was stunning physical specimen, and his
well-endowed physical inheritance was almost as legendary as his womanizing
amongst the football team. Trey simply couldn't accept that Tim had
actually had sex with such an unexpected and improbable person like
Sean. All doubt was cast away however, when Tim successfully brokered a
threesome involving Sean, Trey and himself. Although the situation was
passionately arousing, Trey was apprehensive of stepping over the line with
Sean and the two of them completely avoided physical contact of a sexual
nature. After all, Trey had no idea how welcome Sean would be to sexual
advance son his part, as Tim filled the role of bitch to please the tow of
them more so than integrating a hook up between the two team mates. After
all was said and done, it did not seem as if the experience damaged the
friendship between Sean and Trey (although they barely spoke together of
the event after), and so the seed to see if things might progress further
had been planted in Trey's head.
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Sorry it took so long for me to post this chapter, finals and term
papers had to take priority for me over the past couple of months. At first
I was going to just break it into two parts, but what the hell, hopefully
it isn't too long for you guys. The next chapter will return the focus to
the "main" plot line, and I hope this little detour kept your interests for
the time being. Trey becomes more involved in the story at this point, and
I thought his back ground should be (thoroughly) covered; I also had
planned on writing a few more chapters like this that just focus on one
character out-side of the "main" stream of events. Anyways, I hope the
story continues to entertain you guys, and as always let me know what you
think (tree_smoker007@yahoo), good or bad.
Another obstacle that caused this chapter to come out so long after
the previous one is that I have been writing other stories that I plan to
start posting in the next couple of weeks; another on-going story like
"Jerkin in the Dorms" but unrelated and college life is not the major
theme. Once I figure out what the hell to title the damn thing and start
posting it, I'll let you guys know, incase you were aroused enough by this
story to check out some of the other horny trash born from my twisted mind.